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“Aw fuck no!” He say quite loudly as he grabbed my arm and dragged me outside…
“Gerard stop.” I argue as he pulled me back into the lobby area.
“Are you fucking kidding me!?” He says and I frown a little. “Elle I thought this was Oliver’s funeral!” He says and I shake my head no.
“Well I don’t know why you thought that, but its not.” I tell him and he presses his lips together and just stared at me for a moment.
“We have to get out of here.” He says and I make a face at him.
“Uh no.” I scoff at him. “I haven’t even went in yet.” I tell him and he grabbed my arm again.
“Elle, someone fucking killed that lady! You wanna be next.” He hisses in my ear and I gasp a little. Why the hell would he say such horrible things!
“Gerard stop!” I kinda yelled at him as I pulled my arm back from him. “I'm not leaving until I get to go in.” I say and he frowned.
“Go in for what? You didn’t even know the woman!” He laughs a little frustratedly.
“I just wanna see her okay?” I tell him and he frowned.
“See her?” He says like he wasn’t sure what I meant.
“Well yeah her…and maybe Chris Hunter is in there too.” I say weakly and I feel a heavy shadow come up behind me and deep voice say
“You looking for Chris Hunter?…” The voice was deep and powerful…And it sent a chill up my spine. I mean I had never heard it before in my life, but there was a coldness to it that left me feeling uneasy…I spun around to face the man Gerard was already taking in…
He looked to be maybe in his 40s. Dark hair, dark eyes, pretty well dressed… Which was to be expected, it was a funeral after all. But still he had this look about him. Like you didn’t want to mess with him -like if you were walking down the street and saw him coming you’d probably cross. I mean he didn’t look like the type of guy you’d want to run into in a dark alley at night…
I just stared at him a second not sure of what to say… Fuck. Why does this always happen to me? I mean I think I have all this crap to say and I usually do. I can usually ramble on for hours about nothing, but when it comes time to speak… When it’s really important -I just stand there like a deer caught in the headlights…Luckily for me Gerard was there or who knows how long I would’ve just stood there gawking at the guy…
“You're Chris Hunter?” He says to the man as he grabbed my arm and pulled me back slightly from the guy.
The guy shook his head no a little, somewhat acknowledging Gerard, but he kepping his eyes fixed firmly on me.
“You shouldn’t be here Michelle.” The guy says pointing his finger at me. His voice low and raspy… I couldn’t tell if he meant it threateningly or what.
“You know who I am?” I found myself asking as I stepped back towards him. Gerard grabbed my arm and once more yanked me back, but this time he didn’t let me go…
“I'm sorry to hear about your grandfather.” He tells me totally ignoring my question. “I would’ve come to the funeral but uh…I couldn’t get away.” He smirked a little as he said it and for some reason that scared me…
“How exactly do you know my grandfather?” I ask him and he just looked at me for a second. At first it was like he was kinda amused like maybe I was kidding…But I guess he could tell I wasn’t…. I mean it was like everybody knew something except for me and I was sick of it…
“Mmm Michelle.” He says as he pulled a tattered pack of cigarettes from his pocket.
“Its just Elle.” I tell him and grinned a little.
“Is it now?” He says like that amused him.
“Uh yeah it is… and who are you?.” I ask him and he chuckled.
“You can call me Slim.” He winks at me and I felt Gerard squeezing my arm tighter. Slim was the least appropriate nickname this guy could’ve had. He was the furthest thing from slim. Brick wall would’ve been more appropriate.
Suddenly the door behind him opens and few men walk in from the street… No one I recognized either… They were all dressed in suits too, looked to be all about the same age as Slim… Except one… One was much older and much more creepier looking too…
“Slim” He says extending his hand out to him. “This is the week huh.” He tells him and Slim nods in acknowledgment.
“Yeah.” He says and then he mumbled something I didn’t catch, like it was a real shame about Sammy or some shit… Then the man turned his attention on to me and Gerard like maybe he was trying to figure out if he knew us… I shifted a little nervously and looked down at floor under his heavy gaze.
“Holy shit is that Nicky's daughter?” He says and I look up quickly. I mean I wanted to see who the fuck he was talking about… took me a second to realize he meant me…
“Uh yeah.” Slim tells him hesitantly.
“Well I’ll be damned. You brought her here.” The guy says and I felt myself blush, as he looked me over once more. I suddenly felt so naked in that little tiny dress. But I don’t know. I think even if I was wearing a fucking snowsuit I still would’ve blushed the way he was looking at me…
Slim coughed loudly and the weird creepy dude broke his gaze from me… He said something to him about going inside or I don’t know I wasn’t really listening cause I had just realized that we had lost Frankie… I mean he was standing like right there next to me a few seconds ago and now he was gone…
“Where’s Frankie?” I whispered at Gerard a little panic stricken… Gerard quickly scanned the lobby and nodded towards the far wall… There was fountain or something and Frankie seemed to flicking pennies in to it. Or maybe he was trying to fish them out… I don’t know.
“Hey!” Gerard yells over and Frankie looks up. “Lets go.” He motions for him.
“I'm not leaving yet Gerard.” I tell him and he frowns. But I really meant it… I mean Mr. Samuel called my father Nicky and now this guy Slim did too… I wasn’t leaving with out some answers. “You know my father?” I ask Slim and again he gave me that curious stare. “I mean you're saying this Nicky guy is my father? Is he coming? Is he here” I ask desperately and he cocked his head to the side a little.
“You really don’t have a clue do you sweetheart?” He says and I shrugged cause it was true... “Aw fuck.” He mumbles under his breath. “You know what? You need to get out of here, you shouldn’t be here.” Slim tells me once again scanning the lobby quickly.
“Well, why the hell not?” I repeat back to him once more myself now. “I'm not here to make trouble. I don’t even see how I could make any trouble.” I tell him and he sorta laughed.
“Just go the fuck home ‘Elle’.” He tells me and he turns and walks out the big oak doors.
“What?!” I gasped a little as I followed him outside… Gerard was right behind me…
“I'm not leaving!” I yell a little following him out.
“Look you're fathers got a lot of enemies who would love to get their hands on a sweet little thing like you.” He says gruffly lighting his cigarette up and I just stood there not really sure what to say back to that. “Now get the fuck out of here before any one else recognizes you.” He tells me and Gerard grabbed my hand.
“Elle, lets go.” Gerard kinda whispered at me.
“No!” I say roughly pulling my hands from his. What the fuck! I mean its bad enough Gerard and Bob and even Paul treating me like I'm a child, but I'm certainly not gonna take it from this guy! I don’t even know this guy! How dare he tell me what to do!
“I think we should just leave Elle.” I hear Frankie say and I crossed my arms on my chest… they were all against me now…
“Come on then” Slim says nodding to the car parked in the street. “Get in sweetheart, I’ll tell you all you need to know…” He says and he reaches over and opens up the car door. I started to take a step forward.
“Elle. Don’t get in.” Gerard scolds me..
“Your boyfriend can come too.” Slim says and I just stood there frozen…
“Gerard stop.” I argue as he pulled me back into the lobby area.
“Are you fucking kidding me!?” He says and I frown a little. “Elle I thought this was Oliver’s funeral!” He says and I shake my head no.
“Well I don’t know why you thought that, but its not.” I tell him and he presses his lips together and just stared at me for a moment.
“We have to get out of here.” He says and I make a face at him.
“Uh no.” I scoff at him. “I haven’t even went in yet.” I tell him and he grabbed my arm again.
“Elle, someone fucking killed that lady! You wanna be next.” He hisses in my ear and I gasp a little. Why the hell would he say such horrible things!
“Gerard stop!” I kinda yelled at him as I pulled my arm back from him. “I'm not leaving until I get to go in.” I say and he frowned.
“Go in for what? You didn’t even know the woman!” He laughs a little frustratedly.
“I just wanna see her okay?” I tell him and he frowned.
“See her?” He says like he wasn’t sure what I meant.
“Well yeah her…and maybe Chris Hunter is in there too.” I say weakly and I feel a heavy shadow come up behind me and deep voice say
“You looking for Chris Hunter?…” The voice was deep and powerful…And it sent a chill up my spine. I mean I had never heard it before in my life, but there was a coldness to it that left me feeling uneasy…I spun around to face the man Gerard was already taking in…
He looked to be maybe in his 40s. Dark hair, dark eyes, pretty well dressed… Which was to be expected, it was a funeral after all. But still he had this look about him. Like you didn’t want to mess with him -like if you were walking down the street and saw him coming you’d probably cross. I mean he didn’t look like the type of guy you’d want to run into in a dark alley at night…
I just stared at him a second not sure of what to say… Fuck. Why does this always happen to me? I mean I think I have all this crap to say and I usually do. I can usually ramble on for hours about nothing, but when it comes time to speak… When it’s really important -I just stand there like a deer caught in the headlights…Luckily for me Gerard was there or who knows how long I would’ve just stood there gawking at the guy…
“You're Chris Hunter?” He says to the man as he grabbed my arm and pulled me back slightly from the guy.
The guy shook his head no a little, somewhat acknowledging Gerard, but he kepping his eyes fixed firmly on me.
“You shouldn’t be here Michelle.” The guy says pointing his finger at me. His voice low and raspy… I couldn’t tell if he meant it threateningly or what.
“You know who I am?” I found myself asking as I stepped back towards him. Gerard grabbed my arm and once more yanked me back, but this time he didn’t let me go…
“I'm sorry to hear about your grandfather.” He tells me totally ignoring my question. “I would’ve come to the funeral but uh…I couldn’t get away.” He smirked a little as he said it and for some reason that scared me…
“How exactly do you know my grandfather?” I ask him and he just looked at me for a second. At first it was like he was kinda amused like maybe I was kidding…But I guess he could tell I wasn’t…. I mean it was like everybody knew something except for me and I was sick of it…
“Mmm Michelle.” He says as he pulled a tattered pack of cigarettes from his pocket.
“Its just Elle.” I tell him and grinned a little.
“Is it now?” He says like that amused him.
“Uh yeah it is… and who are you?.” I ask him and he chuckled.
“You can call me Slim.” He winks at me and I felt Gerard squeezing my arm tighter. Slim was the least appropriate nickname this guy could’ve had. He was the furthest thing from slim. Brick wall would’ve been more appropriate.
Suddenly the door behind him opens and few men walk in from the street… No one I recognized either… They were all dressed in suits too, looked to be all about the same age as Slim… Except one… One was much older and much more creepier looking too…
“Slim” He says extending his hand out to him. “This is the week huh.” He tells him and Slim nods in acknowledgment.
“Yeah.” He says and then he mumbled something I didn’t catch, like it was a real shame about Sammy or some shit… Then the man turned his attention on to me and Gerard like maybe he was trying to figure out if he knew us… I shifted a little nervously and looked down at floor under his heavy gaze.
“Holy shit is that Nicky's daughter?” He says and I look up quickly. I mean I wanted to see who the fuck he was talking about… took me a second to realize he meant me…
“Uh yeah.” Slim tells him hesitantly.
“Well I’ll be damned. You brought her here.” The guy says and I felt myself blush, as he looked me over once more. I suddenly felt so naked in that little tiny dress. But I don’t know. I think even if I was wearing a fucking snowsuit I still would’ve blushed the way he was looking at me…
Slim coughed loudly and the weird creepy dude broke his gaze from me… He said something to him about going inside or I don’t know I wasn’t really listening cause I had just realized that we had lost Frankie… I mean he was standing like right there next to me a few seconds ago and now he was gone…
“Where’s Frankie?” I whispered at Gerard a little panic stricken… Gerard quickly scanned the lobby and nodded towards the far wall… There was fountain or something and Frankie seemed to flicking pennies in to it. Or maybe he was trying to fish them out… I don’t know.
“Hey!” Gerard yells over and Frankie looks up. “Lets go.” He motions for him.
“I'm not leaving yet Gerard.” I tell him and he frowns. But I really meant it… I mean Mr. Samuel called my father Nicky and now this guy Slim did too… I wasn’t leaving with out some answers. “You know my father?” I ask Slim and again he gave me that curious stare. “I mean you're saying this Nicky guy is my father? Is he coming? Is he here” I ask desperately and he cocked his head to the side a little.
“You really don’t have a clue do you sweetheart?” He says and I shrugged cause it was true... “Aw fuck.” He mumbles under his breath. “You know what? You need to get out of here, you shouldn’t be here.” Slim tells me once again scanning the lobby quickly.
“Well, why the hell not?” I repeat back to him once more myself now. “I'm not here to make trouble. I don’t even see how I could make any trouble.” I tell him and he sorta laughed.
“Just go the fuck home ‘Elle’.” He tells me and he turns and walks out the big oak doors.
“What?!” I gasped a little as I followed him outside… Gerard was right behind me…
“I'm not leaving!” I yell a little following him out.
“Look you're fathers got a lot of enemies who would love to get their hands on a sweet little thing like you.” He says gruffly lighting his cigarette up and I just stood there not really sure what to say back to that. “Now get the fuck out of here before any one else recognizes you.” He tells me and Gerard grabbed my hand.
“Elle, lets go.” Gerard kinda whispered at me.
“No!” I say roughly pulling my hands from his. What the fuck! I mean its bad enough Gerard and Bob and even Paul treating me like I'm a child, but I'm certainly not gonna take it from this guy! I don’t even know this guy! How dare he tell me what to do!
“I think we should just leave Elle.” I hear Frankie say and I crossed my arms on my chest… they were all against me now…
“Come on then” Slim says nodding to the car parked in the street. “Get in sweetheart, I’ll tell you all you need to know…” He says and he reaches over and opens up the car door. I started to take a step forward.
“Elle. Don’t get in.” Gerard scolds me..
“Your boyfriend can come too.” Slim says and I just stood there frozen…
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